Cultural Invasion In Different World

Ten minutes ago, Fuya's room in the Demon Realm Tower.

It is a seal.

Al was sure that her mentor, Fuya, was sealed in a barrier made of cotton wool and cloth.

She read so many travel notes and novels written by humans in the immovable library of the spellcaster forum.

Al can still imagine this kind of plot where the princess is blocked on the high tower waiting for people to rescue her.

Now what Al has to do is to rescue his mentor from this vicious seal!

At first, Al tried to use some high elf magic spells that could break the seal on these cloths, but it didn't work...

So now Al can only try to crack it with brute force.

Teacher, I will rescue you right away.

Al grasped the sides of the piece of fabric on the bed, and she tried hard to tear it off the bed.

The fabric covering Fuya's body loosened at this moment, and Al increased the strength in his hand in joy, the whole piece of fabric was already crumbling.

Al exhausted all his strength, and the seal on the cloth finally contended with Al for more than a full minute, but it ended with Al losing his balance and falling to the ground.

Al was not discouraged by the first failure. She stood up from the ground again and put her hands on the edge of the fabric again.

But at this moment, a white arm suddenly stretched out from the gap in the fabric.

Can the mentor come out? Al happily thought that Fuya had been able to break free from the shackles of the cloth.

Fuya didn't answer Al, the inscription on her white arm lit up, and the magic power in Fuya's body began to gather.

She wanted to teach Al, the rude intruder, a lesson and tell her not to touch her holy place again, but Fuya's magic had no effect.

how come?

The brightness of the inscription on Fuya's arm has risen to another level. Under normal circumstances, even if a giant inferior dragon absorbs magic power, the magic power in its body will be eaten up by Fuya in an instant.

But her magic has no effect on this high elf!

Mr. Fuya, I will pull you out immediately.

Seeing Fuya holding his hand, Al's immediate reaction was that Fuya wanted Al to pull her out.

But when Al was about to hold Fuya's bare arm outside the 'seal' with his backhand, Fuya quickly retracted her hand into the quilt.

Guide... the tutor was eaten by the seal again.

When Al saw this scene, he panicked. In his panic, Al was ready to lift up the entire bed.

Fuya felt that the bed below her had started to shake, and she also entered a state of panic.

This was the first time Fuya understood what it was like to be powerless. She immediately opened the newsletter of the magic net and edited a message to send to her servant, the dark elf Thousand Faces.

Kefuya suddenly remembered that Qianmian was in a world outside the Demon Realm. If she waited for Qianmian to return to the Demon Realm, her holy land would have been demolished by Al, the monster.

'elder brother! '

Fuya used a text message to contact Joshua who might still be in the Demon Realm.

'What's wrong Fuya? Is there something uncomfortable about your body? ’ Qiao Xiu replied to her in an instant.

At this moment, Fuya actually felt that this brother who would force her to do things she didn't like... was not so annoying.

'Drive away...'

Before Fuya had time to send out the news, she felt her bed was lifted up and her body lost her balance and rolled to the other side.

Fuya, who rolled down from the sloping bed, had not had time to grab her quilt before she rolled directly to the ground.

Without the shelter of the quilt, and the sudden light around her made Fuya feel uneasy.

Her thinking was in a sluggish state for a short time, and the magic power in her body instantly filled her whole body uncontrollably.

A huge magic power spread out from the center of Fuya, and the sky above the high tower was instantly shrouded in this realm of death, and the bird creatures resting on the high tower fell straight to the ground in an instant.

Fuya felt something called soul pouring into her body, and under the effect of the inscription on the body surface, it became her nourishment and was swallowed up.

She has been used to feeding on the magic power and souls of other creatures many years ago, but Fuya still can't control her abilities well even now...

The result of this is that many of the beings she once considered friends and relatives have also become her food.

When Fuya came back to her senses, her eyes began to search for her own sheets, but her eyes saw the high elf who was also sitting on the floor.

you are still alive.

Fuya opened her mouth, and said this sentence with some difficulty.

The high elf was not affected by his magic runaway.

Live...alive? Do you have to sacrifice your life to break that seal?

Faced with Fuya's question, Al glanced at the fabric piled up beside his hand with some fear.

Won't.

Fuya quickly remembered that Al would not be affected by her magic power, and Fuya couldn't understand the principle behind it.

But this way, Fuya doesn't have to worry about killing her accidentally, and the other party doesn't seem to be afraid of her.

Maybe... be friends?

This thought that I hadn't had for a long time came to Fuya's mind, but in the next second Al gave Fuya a hug enthusiastically.

I'm sorry, Teacher, I can't help it.

Al is a high elf who follows his inner thoughts. Fuya's petite figure and appearance are definitely enough to make anyone want to hold her in her arms and rub her cheek.

So sad.

Fuya felt as if she was about to suffocate.

She begins to regret having ever thought of befriending Al.

Since this high elf entered her room, it was the second time that Fuya had the urge to eat this guy!

The inscription on Fuya's body kept shining, but her only means of attack had no effect on Al.

A daytime banshee appeared in the room at this moment, and Al noticed the appearance of the daytime banshee immediately.

This time, Al did not regard the daytime banshee as an existence of undead guarding the seal or something, because she knew the daytime banshee.

The daytime succubi helped film the last time she was live at Arthur Crowe.

Teacher Fuya?

When Al's attention returned to Fuya in his arms, he found that Fuya had disappeared.

When she looked in the direction of the bed again... Fuya was once again swallowed by the seal made of those fabrics.

'Let her go. '

Fuya returned to her bed, and the first thing she did was to send a text message asking Joshua to take Al away.

‘I’ve already sent a text message to ask Al not to lift the quilt, and Fuya, do you want to try the live broadcast? '

'live streaming'